Luyện nghe bài hát Spread Yo Shit

Ha This is DJ Seven
up out your momma's mouth
So she spit's you know how I "come"
You know I mean, haha
We the "Dogg" hour
Where we give a shout out to my Craft Playaz
Detroit's in the house, live at
Obie baby, check it out

I done did my share of dirt, flipped my share of
I'm the that lived and slid through terror turf
Did it big with clever work-ers who hit the
In the "bottled" up in that "Gerber" glass
For what worth, I ain't told the half
I'm just rambling, dick handlin'
Tellin' my past you don't me
Niggaz the name's Obie, about to expose these

I was down you had a lot to say
You should your business and walk away
Talkin bout me tryin to a way
Spread yo shit 'round
I ain't really got for you
With all ignorant shit you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I ain't with you

"I wonder would he pass" for
If a massive ass kick's
It can happen that quick, when spittin'
Rapidly laying down you fag ass
From your lips like a bitch
All I know is gotta give
Niggaz I gotta live, not a poragative
speak on "The Kid"
Lid your or rid you in the streets
It's so optional, but I will be
Cause I lodge at you, it's not hospital
Operating poppin' them hot slugs your abdominal
Now your momma got a attendin'
Just for mentioning Trice the Henchmen
All I wanna do is music and "Bench" man
Lift my weigth up the same that "Jay" said
your hate up, the AK's is spraying
Motherfuckers Playing(*AK sound*)

When I was you had a lot to say
You should mind business and walk away
Talkin bout me to find a way
Spread yo 'round town
I ain't really got for you
With all that ignorant you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I ain't fucking you

why I don't fuck with you "kats"
Cause this all with ya'll
But is not an act at all
Run ya'll trap, get and fall
rumors, recieve malignant tumors
Don't confuse with us choosen
Adhesive patches cover the bruise
Channel "Two Anchors" won't the news
They never give a fuck it's beef between crews
All I is Obie paid his dues
Made his and bitch niggaz hate the truth
They see me laying in that body booth
"Deep Six" rotten so the rats can
That's why I don't with ya'll
Run and get ya'lls and really sucks for ya'll
Talk behind backs but to him dawg
Wouldn't irritate your balls

I was down you had a lot to say
You should mind your business and away
Talkin me tryin to find a way
yo shit 'round town
I really got time for you
With all that ignorant you do
need money and I do too
That's why I ain't with you

I was down you had a lot to say
You should mind business and walk away
Talkin me tryin to find a way
Spread yo 'round town
I ain't got time for you
all that ignorant shit you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I fucking with you

Fuckers Obie